The Return of St. Cecilia

Well she weren't so little
 And she wasn't really nice
 We all thought she was a goner
 'Til she was sighted once or twice
 Pretty as a picture
 But the picture finally cracked
 Her whole world got dead and buried
 Now she's come a-crawling back
 Cecilia
 Cecilia, I never dug your trip
 Cecilia
 Cecilia, is that a vaper on your lip?
 Saint C
 Y'know it's time you faced the news
 Cecilia
 Blessed lady, nobody ever dug your blues
 (Back, back)
 Back back, you slipped the cracks
 Click clack, my god she's back on track
 (CeeCee)
 CeeCee, why'd you paint us black?
 (Look back)
 All the time you stabbed our back
 (And that's a fact)
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 How she ever got her sainthood
 Kind of never made no sense
 There were two strikes in her favor
 And eighty-eight strikes against
 Squandered her credentials
 Guzzling canned heat with the boys
 She said she heard sweet, sweet music
 But all she was hearing was noise
 (Cecilia)
 Cecilia, I never dug your trip
 (Cecilia)
 Cecilia, is that a vaper on your lip?
 (Saint C)
 Y'know it's time you faced the news
 (Cecilia)
 Blessed lady, nobody ever dug your blues
 (Back, back)
 Back back, you slipped the cracks
 Click clack, my god she's back on track
 (CeeCee)
 CeeCee, why'd you paint us black?
 (Look back)
 All the time you stabbed our back
 And that's a fact
 Cecilia, is that you
 Or just a shadow?
 Cecilia, tell me true
 We heard you got your head bust out in Colorado
 Goodbye Cecilia
 Goodbye, my friend (Cecilia)
 If I should ever see you (Cecilia)
 It won't be the end